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Established 1826.
MACON, TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 7, 1876.
Yoltjme LXX—No. 12
Go, Grant, Go.
ET S. D. U'COEMIC. **
Tune—" Old Blaci Joe."
Gone am do days
When Grant was young and gay;
Gone am his friends
From de old White House away ;
Gone am de thieves—
All their heads am bending low ;
And now I hear de people calling.
"Go, Grant, go!”
cuorus.
Tilden’s coming, Hendrick’s coming,
Dcy will strike de fatal blow;
I bear de people’s voices calling,
“Go, Grant, go I”
Gone am do Bristow, %
Who was sometimes good and true.
Gone am de Jewell.
Bccauso he wouldn’t do.
Gone am do Dyer.
And gone am Pratt, also;
And now I hear dn people calling,
"Go, Grant, go!”
cnoRus.
Gone am de honor
Ob dis great Bepubhc, too;
Gone Schcnclc and Belknap,
And all de plundering crew.
Gone all de money.
And de treasury is low.
And now I hear de people calling,
"Go, Grant, go!”
enoers.
Gone am de wages
Ob de workingman, I know;
Gone am do revenue,
And de business wheels more slow ;
Gone de nation’s credit.
While its debts enormons grow.
And now I hear de people calling,
"Go, Grant, go!”
CHORUS.
Gone am do Hayes
From de new platform, away:
Gone am do Wheeler
From de Cincinnati play.
Gone am de power.
And Republicans must go.
And now I hear de people calling,
"Go, Grant, go 1”
A Gl&nco Ahead.
New York £un.J
Unless all signs fail, Samuel J. Tildes
will bo the next President of the United
States. The preliminary battle has been
fonght and won on tho enemy’s chosen
ground. The intelligent supporters of
Hr. Tilden at St. Loui3 did not regard
Ohio or Indiana as necessary to his sue
cess. Ho wa3 nominated on the distinct
understanding that ho could bo elected
witheut an electorial vote from cither of
those States. Indeed, it was generally
conceded by Democrats, and by none
xnoro freely than the hard money men,
who managed his canvass for tho nomi
nation, that he had nothing to hopo for
in that quarter. On the other hand.
Gov. Haye3 was nominated because of
his alleged strength in the Ohio valley,
and on the emphatic pledge of his friends
that he would certainly carry Indians,
and would have anywhere from thirty to
fifty thousand majority in Ohio.
But tho October elections have as
tounded both parties. The reformers are
amazed by the strength of their candi
date in those States, and the Republicans
are dismayed by the pitiful weakness of
theirs. Indiana rolls up a round Demo
cratic majority for tho man whom her
delegation opposed most bitterly at St.
Lonis, and Governor Hayo3 escapes de
feat in his own State by the narrowest
possibio margin. And now if Grant,
Chandler and Cameron continuo the
policy of military repression begun in
South Carolina, against a people peace
fully struggling for liberation from tho
vulgar despotism of carpet-bag thieves,
the November verdict may prove the
practical annihilation of tho Republican
party. At all events, no future political
event can bo more certain than the inau
guration of a reform administration on
tho 4tn of March, 1877.
We verily believe that in less than one
month after Mr. Tilden’s election the
great majority of honest Republicans will
themselves be fully satisfied with tho
result. To promote this amiable feeling
onthoir part, we will tell them now what
will be done by his Administration.
The ordinary expenses of the Govern
ment will bo reduced during the next
fiscal year to an extent which will be
literally amazing to tboso credulous citi
zens who have been putting their faith
in the wild figures of the Grant Adminis
tration. The present House of Repre
sentatives have reduced tho appropria
tions J30.000.000 below tboso of last
year, and $00,000,000 below the estimates
of Grant’s secretaries. With Tilden in
the White House, thi3 enormons saving
can easily be doubled. The Rings, which
practically govern the country, and prey
upon ev^ry department under Grant,
will bo shivered into atoms under
Tilden. Bristow’s whisky war, which
cost him his standing in the party
of Grant and Hayes, will seem like an
insignificant skirmish beside the grand
ernsade of Tilden and Tilden’s ministers
against all tho corrupt rings from Maine
to Texae. The credit of tho Govern
ment will bo instantly and continuously
strengthened. The honest and economi
cal administration which husbands tho
resources of the country, instead of
squandering them, must necessarily raise
the pnblic credit. Besides, Mr. Tilden is
himself an experienced and eminently
conservative financier, and under him it
is to be hoped that onr erode and ill-
adjusted system of taxation will undergo
a thorough and scientific revision.
The South will be tranquilized by the
new message of peace and good will to
tho tax payers, and of warning to the
thieving carpet baggers, which will be
conveyed in tho Bimple telegraphic an-
nonneement of Mr. Tilden’s election. We
shall hear no more reports of cruel perse
cutions and lawless violence. The out
rage mill will will cease to grind, and the
voice of the carpet-bagger crying for
troops will bo hushed forever. The color
line will fade away; the waste places of
that rich section will again become fruit
ful; and the general business of the
country will rise with the rising of the
prostrate States. Thus shall we crown
the Centennial year by the restoration of
peace, liberty, and the natural conditions
of material prosperity to every part of
tho Union.
WILY WIDOW BUTLER.
He Volunteers to Supply Brother
Blaine’s Place m the Next House.
Special to the New York World.]
Washington, October 25.—The fact
that the Republicans here ore generally
conceding tho election of Governor Til.
den for President is shown in a meeting
held here at which a Ben Butler club was
organized, and which has issued a huge
poster for distribution is the Lowell
District, reciting that the probability of
the electien of a Democratic President
and a Democratic House makes it im
perative that General Butler should be
elected to the Forty-fiftn Congress as an
aggressive leader on the Republican side.
Besides this admission it also contains
Clerk of the finite, and others of promi-
nenco in the Republican party here,
THE CENTENNIAL.
A Practical View by a Practical Man
Centznkial Grounds.
Philadelphia, October 19,1876.
Dear Watson: When we parted in Ma
con last Wednesday night I promised, in
a sort of jocular way, to write you about
tho Centennial, bnt it would be sheer
folly in mo to attempt it in a descriptive
way. Too many failures have already
attended that sort of work, even when
placed in tho hands of regular newspaper
correspondents, for mo to ventnro an
opinion founded on a hurried survey of
four days; but, Watson,it's prodigious—
yes, absolutely gigantic 1 and it’s the im
mensityof the thing which confuses, con
founds and distracts us. Yes, it’s the
"muchness” of the affair which destroys
the capacity which a man might other
wise have to write it up properly.
Bat there is no place on earth at pres-
ent where a Georgian can see so much
and feel so little. And why should we
feel specially small here? And why
does every Georgian who forgets dirty
politics and homo embarrassments long
enough to think of something better,
feel this way about it ? Simply because
he finds himself and his State are not
not represented here—except in the in
discriminate way. Onr people have come
hero and spent their money without bo-
ing known or henefitted by it save in :
scattering sight-seeing way. And too
truo it is, that as individuals—forgetting
our claims upon tho nationality of tho
exposition and voluntarily waiving all
rights to tho immense advantages to
have been derived from a participation
in it. wo have come here by scores and
hundreds and wasted in an indefinite,
aimless sort of way more money than
would have presented us as a State in
better style- than either Ohio or New
York,
And what excuse have wo to offer for
this stupidity? None under Heaven
but the sulky prejudices of a churlish
Executive or tho' extreme Bourbonistic
tendencies of a very small Legislature.
Foolish partisan whims and silly section
alism have robbed us of a position in the
New World’s Fair which none but the
Empire State of tho South could or should
have filled. And I repeat, there is no
apology we can offer for the offense—an
offense committed not against others bnt
against ourselves. Oar failure or refusal
to partake of tho benefits of the'exbibi
tion has not damaged anybody bnt our,
selves. We might, in the effort to justify
our foolish conduct, plead poverty and a
general lack of means to carry out euch
an enterprise.
But this won’t do We aro as well off
as any other Southern State. There i3
not a cross-road politician in Georgia
to day who wants office, but will get on
a stump and tell yon that Georgia has
more wealth, sustains a better credit, and
commands more vast resources than any
of her sisters. Some of these very men
surfeited the public mind with just that
kind of policy talk when they were run
ning for tho Legislature in which this
question of taking stock in the Centennial
wa3 voted down or killed off by them
And what wonderful and sublime con-
sistency there is in all this sort of thing!
How perfectly transparent the humbug.
geryof such a doctrine, and how well the
sensible men all over tho country under
stand it—North and South, East and
West? And tho more we reflect the
more we will be amazed and shocked at
onr action in this matter. Georgia has
indeed missed it—missed it badly.
We had ample time given U3 to prepare
for the occasion. As fur back a3 1873,
the people of Macon and other portions of
tho Stato were visited by a Centennial
commission composed of gentlemen re
presenting tho wealth, enterprise and
patriotism of the country, and some of
them too 83 good Democrats as tho world
ever saw. Wo wero then begged, impor
tuned and implored by these people to
prepare and get ready for this great event
in our country’s history. We met and
received these gentlemen, as I thought,
kindly and in the proper spirit. We
wined them and we dined them, and we
almost entwined them with our profess
ion of “brotherly love, good will and
cheer. But with their departure from
Macon seems to have gone, also our in
terest and enthusiasm in the big show.
We went about discussing tho policy and
propriety of the undertaking rather than
the manner of doing it, and of course,
the thing died.
Yes, Georgia had too many croakers—
too many partisan “pull backs”—too
many men whoso business it i3 to con
stipate public enterprise and blockade
the ports of Southern progress to think
of taking stock in tho Centennial. Some
of these anti-developers live in Middle
Georgia. I can select a committee of
seven or eight of these men from about
Macon, with a distinguished chairman
from Atlanta, and let them get well or
ganized and ready for business, and they
wonld stagnate anything on earth bnt a
March cyclone. I have watched these
men for years and fally understand their
capacity for “doing nothing,” and their
ability and tact for encouraging a like in
dustry in other people.
I may over-estimate the benefits to
have been derived from the part Georgia
might have taken in this great interna
tional fair; bnt I believe them to have
been incalculable. Other States which
are represented hero have felt the power
andinfluence growing out of it. Tennes
see alone has sold over ono million dol
lars worth of her mineral interest to Eu -
ropt-tm capitalists, and Alabama nearly
the same. And losing sight of the ma
terial interest involved, there was a social
and political bearing attached to the
thing which ought not to have been dis
regarded.
I met on the grounds to-day ex-Gov.
Brown, on his way home from Colorado,
and ho was emphatic in his expressions
of regret and mortification at the posi
tion our people had taken in this matter.
Gov. Brown is a Centennial man in every
sense of tho word, and could come nearer
illustrating” Georgia at a plads like
this than any man in it,—and ho knows
and sees and feels tho importance of the
blander wo have made. Bnt to realize it
fully and feel it keenly one must be here
on the grounds and witness tho displays
made by other nations—other States and
territories; and then listen to the hun
dred and one questions asked by almost
every man yon meet, os to why Georgia is
not represented. You step on to the little
excursion train which carries you ronnd
the grounds, and you pas3 along the ave
nue in front of a great variety of hand-
Eomo cottages, representing tho different
States which have claimed a part in tho
nation’s jubilee. And when yon read
tho little signs on their porches and find
such Democratic strongholds S3 Wesi
Virginia, Indiana, Tennessee, Mississippi,
Delaware and Maryland, you arc made
to feel ashamed of yourself and your
resolutions indorsing Butler. The poster ^country. And how very natural it i3 for
which is placarded at the principal ho- |the stranger to aBk how it is that Georgia
tels is signed by the leading editor of the * - * “ *
Rational Republican; Congressman Mc-
Dougall, of New York; Fred. Bouglasa,
Stephen A. Douglas, Jr., tho Executive
was left out?—and no one can answer
that question any better than I have
dona it.
Georgia, like many other of her sister
States, lies languishing to-day for want
sources. Political economists (so-called)
and newspaper men generally talk and
write eloquently about schemes for in
viting immigration and capitol to our
country. But when the great world’s fair
is to be held in a neighboring State, at
the very time and place where we might
have done most for the advancement of
thi3 very ohject, Georgia gets her hack
up andtelb tho whole world and tho bal
ance of mankind, by her strange, cold
conduct, that she don’t want any centen
nial advertising done for her people.
Well, such short sighted policy as this
never built a big city or kept a steam
boat lino running. And it won’t keep
life enough in tho Georgia State Agricul
tural Society (if persisted in) to insure
the holding of ono moro good fair. Mark
the prediction, now. If there is not
general wholesale big-heartedness, as
well as big-headedeess, thrown into the
society by its present able and distin
guished President, the whole machine
will freeze out and die, and go to the
devil, just where the the people of Macon
found it five years ago.
Perhaps I am over-zealous in my odvo
cacy for exhibitions of every kind; and I
frankly plead guilty to the soft impeach
ment of being rather expansive, if not
extravagant, in my ideas of conducting
corporation, State and national exposi
tions. If we have such things, I think we
ought to have them large. I have no
respect for small machines on big occa
sions, and less sympathy for tho men
who run them. I had rather bore with a
big auger and break it than worry with
a gimlet and get through. I never
thought anything good or great in the
show line could be accomplished without
the free and liberal use of money, brains
and printers’ ink; and I am proud and
happy to say that tho result worked out
in this expositition more than convinces
me that I have been right. Tho test has
been fairly and squarely made here, and
that too without stint or grudging, and
my grandest conceptions of tho fair busi
ness in all of its varied details—embrac
ing rich architectural display—magni
tude of convenience and arrangement—
beauty of decoration—a wonderful dis
play, and an overwhelming attendance—
all, all, has been realized. And, among
other good things accomplished, that old
fogy idea of concentrating everything in
to one building has been entirely explo
ded. Nothing so monotonous and irk-
somo to a sight-seer as this continued
tramping through one hall in search of
everything. Tho buildings of a great
exhibition must bo detached in order to
keep up the interest, and each building
or hall must havo its own distinguishing
features, and represent its own peculiar
department.
So much, friend Watson, for the gen
eral impression mado upon mo in my
hasty “look ronnd” here for tliree days.
Now a word or two, of you please, as to
particulars. Fairmount Park, on which
the Centennial buildings are erected, is
the largest in the world' with one excep
tion, being tbree times os largo as Cen
tral Park, New York, and thirty times as
large a3 our park at Macon. Two hundred
and thirty-six acres of this beautiful do
main was set apart for the' buildings,
walks and avenues necessary for the ex
hibition, and some idea of the magnitude
of tho whole thing may bo gained from
the following statistics: Five years have
been consumed in the labor of prepara
tion. There aro one hundred and sixty
buildings within tho enclosure. The
walks through the exhibition grounds are
seven miles in length. The main build
ing covers just twenty-one acres of
ground, and the four largest buildings
taken together cover forty-seven acres,
which is more land than tho entire plat
of ground within the mile track at
Macon.
Think of that, little folks at home, and
then imagine that immense space filled
np with the richest, rarest and most
elegant specimens of s cience manufac
ture and art from everywhere on tho
globe (except Georgia) and you have
only a faint and feeble conception of the
picture. Thirty-seven nations aro rep
resented in these wonderful halls, and
sixty thousand exhibitors have been
granted space there- Tho privilege of
selling “pop corn” on the grounds was
sold for 57,500 and the fellow who took
the chance has grown rich. One restau
rant mao who paid $24,000 lor his privil
ege told me to-day that hi3 net profits
daily for the pa3t seven weeks had aver
aged him over $1,100. Think of that yo
oyster men on Cherry and Third streets
and weep at your short-shightedness in
cot taking a slice of tho Centcnenial when
it was offered to you. One lager-beer
saloon man took in $3,750 yesterday, and
the only expensive accommodation the
proprietor bad to offer his customers was
a hard chair and a plain pine table to
drink it on. Let friend Schoneman tell
what the profits on that day’s work was
and then shed a tear of regret at not
being here.
I saw 290 street cara last night, all
parked at once place, and packed tighter
with people than sardines in a box, and I
saw three or foar hundred cabs, hacks,
carriages and omnibuses all filled to suf
focation ; and when all these had moved off
with their freight loads of hnmanity, I saw
60,000 to 75,000 more pcoplo rammed and
jammed together on the sidewalks wait
ing for the next car. I saw over 50,000
faces on the eastern slope of George’s
Hill to-day at two o’clock—all waiting to
seo the first tilt in the great Southern
Centennial Tournament. And while
these 60,000 anxious souls were standing
gazing and gaping at the multitude be-
ow, there were more than 100,500 other
people riding, walking, rambling and
scrambling about over the grounds and
through the halls — eating, drinking,
smoking, flirting and otherwise spending
their time and money for the benefit of
enterprising men and women who came
hero and took stock in the Centennial.
Yes, there were 161,000 paying visitors
on tho grounds to-day—the largest at
tendant but one since the exhibition
opened.
I eaw all this, and then I witnessed
something more. I saw and heard such
men as Senator Bayard, of Delaware,
Governor Cochran, and Governer Carroll,
of Maryland—the great-grandson of
Charles Carroll—the man who signed his
namo with his postoffice address to the
declaration of independence. I saw and
heard such men as these mixing in with
tho people of New York, New Hampshire
and Massachusetts, and making speeches
of welcomo andgratulationtothe visitors
from their respective States. I saw all
this; and then I saw tho gallant Southern
"knights” tilting in the same arena with
those from Pennsylvania and. New York.
And when tho tournament had closed, I
saw tho cordial greeting between Gov
ernor Hartdfant and Governor Carroll;
and then I heard tho Baltimore band
striko np that sonl-stirring air “My
Maryland, My Maryland,” and I then felt
liko taking stock in a life-destroying
company whose special business it should
be to engage in the holy work of killing
off fanatics. And indeed, thero ought to
ho some relief from this eternal scourge
of antagonizing influences from which wo
have suffered so long and so much. Poli
ticians, like puppies, ought to bo drowned
at the discretion of tho pnblic.
Philadelphia is all aglow, theatrically
speaking. Her halls of amusement are
of man and means to develop her vast re- provided with every variety of attraction,
from tho good old solid temperance lec
turers like John B. Gough, down
to the latest sensational pieces of
tho day, and while thero i3 nothing
especially naughty on tho boards,
still thero is any quantity of ley-itimato
businoss going on nightly at such bril
liantly seductive places as the Alhambra.
Politically, too, tho city may bo set down
as “ alive?” Night before last brother
Blaine held forth to au immense audiecne,
and last night the Young Men’s Ameri
can Democratic Club paraded the streets
with over five thousand of the handsom-
esVbcst dressed men I ever saw in a torch
light procession. Tho partisan papers
here aro equally sanguine of success, and
equally bitter and severe in their daily
attack upon opposing men and parties.
Every species of paper warfare is en
gaged in—from “grave to gay, from
lively to severe.” This morning tho
following good one appeared m a Demo
cratic sheet hero;
“In front of tho Union League House,
Saturday night, gas jets were arranged
to form tho words, * Virtue, Liberty and
Independence;’ and before tho wind
began to blow, lookod very handsome.
Bat soon * virtue ’ was wiped out by tho
breeze, and then ‘liberty? and as a by
stander observed it, ha exclaimed: ‘How
emblematic of tho Republican party!
There’s * virtue ’ gone, and * liberty’ gone,
and bnt d—d little of • independence’
left.’ ”
But the all-ab30rbing question hero
now is, “ how long will tho war in South
Carolina last?” Yes, they aro taught
here to believe that another war is inev
itable. And who knows but the Ameri
can people ore treading on the edgo of
another volcano? How long—oh how
long is tho business world to be tortured
in this way ? What becomes of tho Cen
tennial, as a “ sentiment,” if such things
as these aro to bo endured forever ? Po
litical bayonets!—ah! that’s it. If the
wise, conservative counsels of suoh men
a3 L. Q. C. Lamar and Wade Hampton
aro heeded by the Southern people, all
will yet he well for the whitoand black
man alike at tho South. Theso aro times
when cone but big men should he placed
in command, and all tho little one-ideaed
lar articles on exhibition here, wonld be
as futile as the effort to describe accu
rately the many charming innovations
mado upon tho grounds by the introduc
tion of excursion trains, and tho exqni-
sito ornamentation given to the uniqne
and cunningly devised buildings, together
with the erection of so many delightfully
refreshing fountains all through the
enclosure. Tnese and a thouasand other
things of great artistic value and merit,
wonld, if properly combined and compiled,
mako up a volume of .interesting reading
matter for tho pnblic—and this will no
doubt he done. These beautiful Centen
nial days will not be forgotten, bnt will
*$orm some of tho brightest pages in onr
country’s history; bnt, for the present,
success is the word which covers it all, and
thero is no mistaking the shadow for the
substance. For what is most pleas
ing to the material eye of some people is
that it’s a great financial success. Phil
adelphians have reaped a rich harvest
from it, and the stockholders proper all
over the country will get something in
the way of returns—provided tho act
granting the Government aid i3 liborally
interpreted towards the Centennial Com
missioners. This ha3 been the largest
week of receipts since the Exposition
opened—and next week promises even
better returns than this. If I had it in
iny power every poor hoy in Georgia
should see this great "World’s School-
house” for ono day at least. It would
enlarge his head and expand his heart—
yes, it would be equal to a first-class
education to him. But my poverty is
only equaled by my desire to be rich—
and being fall to overflowing with the
bewildering influences of the “Quaker
City” I have determined to worship no
longer at this Mecca of American inde
pendence; but go at once to tho great
city of New York—where I can avoid
temptation and get out of a crowd.
«- Traveler,
Bayard In Baltimore.
From the report of a speech by Senator
Bayard last Friday night at Baltimore,
by the Sun, we make the following
blistering extract:
hot boose politicians of tho day had bet- * There havo been bonest officials in the
ter be sent to the rear and kept there
till after the 7th of next month.
■iepublican ranks, but can yon tell mo
one who has uprooted and punished fraud
But turning from this, tho sad and: ..‘ithin his jurisdiction who has not been
shadowy side of life, what a world of' turned out for doing his duty ? [Laugh-
pleasing variety we find hero in the liv«. ‘or and applause.] Ex-Senator Train
ing, moving, panorama of female faces, -all, of Illinois, said a few days ago that
forms and dress, which lis continually ; he condition of affairs in that State wa3
spreadoutbeforons.Withoutanyattempt, >hat all powera wero lodged with tho
at display, yet tho most wonderful dis- ’-Federal officials, and when, after tho Cin-
play i3 made. You can feast your eyes innati Convention, the State executive
on anything you wish, from a modest
country milkmaid to a metropolitan belle
Yes, you havo it here—all the way from
the exotic blush of an oriental “love,”
down to the melting smile of a modern
"flame.” Beauties rich, and beauties
rare; beauties poor but beauties fair;
beauties large and beauties small; beau
ties short and beauties tall. In fact, any
and everything—from the soft-eyed vio
let-sweet brunette to tho dashing, daz
zling, brilliant blonde. And on this, onr
“Southern day,” we meet them, and we
! ;reet them in their warm sunny smiles,
; rom Delaware, Maryland and Virginia,
and even from “away down South in
Dixie.” And they all go gushing, rush
ing along in their queenly loveliness and
womanly enthusiasm—many of them
radient at the faintest hopo of being
crowned queen or maid of honor. And,
as these “Providential Blessings” prome
nade up and down tho charmed walks of
old Fairmount, or linger a3 they some
times do, in tempting idleness aronnd the
gaudy pavilion and savory cafes, which
spice up the grounds, you aro led to won
der if there is anything here or elsewhere,
of the masculine way of thinking, who
wonld not endorse that good old German
couplet:
"Who loves not women, wine and song,
Remain a tool his whole life long.”
And when you come to talk and writo
abont
"Women’s forms and women’s faoes.
Woman’s power and woman’s graces,'
I must claim for Georgia (even at tho
Centennial) a bright, sweet place in the
picture. I havo been sandwiched all
day between two of Macon’s "sweetest”—
either ono of whom would mako a desert
smile at midnight.
Noticeable among other things, on this
great occasion, is the exemplary manner
in which the vast multitude of visitors
conduct themselves. Daring tho four dajs
stay I have mado here not one single case
of drunkenness or disordorly conduct of
any kind has fallen under my ohserva
tion. And yet no sort of restraint is
; ilaced upon the appetites of the people,
ilvery man, woman and child here is al
lowed to eat and drink as much as thoy
please and, perhaps, this has much to do
with the self-satisfied complacent mood
in which yon find everybody. The "Cen'
tennials” are going upon the principle
that the best way to “kill a passion is to
gratify it."
But the most striking feature of this
whole Centennial business is the charac
teristic “ get up and git” yon see about
everything and averybody you meet.
Thara ia nn « Slajmv TTnllnxr •« waif.
There is no “ Sleepy Hollow,” “ wait
for the wagon" or "hang ronnd the
corner” schedule ran here. Everything
is business. Wide awake, active. Cen
tennial business—rapid transit business,
if you please. Yes, everything, from the
blacking of your boots on the sidewalk to
the packing of the street car yon ride in.
Move! Go!—yes, that’s the word, and it’s
goqnickly. And then it’s contagious. You
catch it from the peanut and popcorn
sellers on the sidewalk. You hear it and
see it and feel it in tho jostling, wrestling
crowd you contend with from morning
till night. You hear it breathed into
you by the little bristling, pnffing narrow
gauge railway engine as it goes sendding
and snorting around the grounds. The
newspaper man shouts it in yonr ears;
the restaurant man feeds yon on it, and
as you pnsh your way along through
Machinery Hall and listen to the busy
hum and clatter of that miniature world
of mechanism, art, and design, and
look with awe and astonishment at
the stupendons workings of the great
Corliss engine, with power enough in it
I'I think) to move all the machinery in
Georgia at one time—you begin to shud
der at your own insignificance, and in
voluntarily feel a desire to " got up and
git.” And you do gel, and everybody
around you gets. The fact is you come
here to get—and you get all you want—
provided you’ll pay for it. The only
question is, hoar much of it you can stand
to. Everybody is centennialising, and
; ron must pall out your pocket-book and
keep up with the procession. What a
pity it is that some of this energetic
matter ” (for that’s what’s the matter)
can’t be taken from these live Doodles
and punched into the arms and feet and
legs of onr sleepy-headtt men and boys
of the South. They onght te be vaccin
ated with this live virus until the irrita
tion hccomo one continnons sore. The
infection ought to be general at least in
mild form; and if the disease (for it
is one) conld only become epidemic what
gloriouB old lightning country we wonld
have.
But I am violating my promiBO with
out describing the Centennial and mnst
dose, leaving that delicate and import*
ant work to the historian; for to attempt
anything like special mention of particu*
committee was called together, a quorum
could not be obtained, as most of them
were in the penitentiary. [Applause.]
Since then Grant has pardoned them out,
and some of them have taken the stump
for Hayes and Wheeler. [Laughter and
applause.] The thefts of Belknap were
done to keep up his high living at Wash
ington, and every diamond that glistened
represented tho pay of 60me poor man and
every pearl the food of some poor man’s
child. [Applause.] Belknap is now con
spicuous wherever Grant goes, for Bel
knap punished or unpunished is tho samo
thing to Grant, who only wishes that ho
wasn’t found ont. [Applause]
In your own harbor you can find bat
few trading vessels bearing tho United
States colors at her masthead, for taxa
tion has driven our marine from the seas.
Our mills and manufactories are closed,
property values aro shrunk, and the
shrinkage is going on. In the Republi
can speeches the most outrageous
charges have been made against the
South. Their malignity has increased
since 1861. To-day a State has been in
vaded by the direct order of the Presi
dent and his officials. We are told that
this is done nndar the Constitution of
the United States, and under that clause
which guarantees to eveiy State a re
publican form of government. That
clause was made to protect South Caro
lina from the veiy injuries she has re
ceived.
In South Carolina tho government is a
blister and disgrace to civilization. Tho
officials are a motley mass, generally
black, but still occasionally a white or
yellow spot among them. There is no
insurrection, not even the lying hound,
Chamberlain asserts it. Grant and
Chamberlain have never consented to
tho publication of their communications
on the snbjeot. Grant says that he is
satisfied. God knows what satisfies him.
E Loud Applause.] He was satisfied of
ielknap’s innocence. [Laughter and
applause.] The facts don’t warrant this
invasion of South Carolina, and the Presi
dent, without proper information, is at
tempting to stifle the vote of the white
people of .that State. Hayc3 is an im
provement on this! If he means right
why docs he sit in silence? His silence
is his guilt. [Loud applause.] The
receiver is as bad a3 the thief. Hayes,
who would receive votes obtained by
violence, is as bad as Grant, who forces
them.
Antiquity of Man.
A correspodent writes to the London
Times: Mr. Sidney B. T. Skertchly, cf
Her Majesty’s Geological Survey, who is
stationed at Brandon Suffolk, has recently
discovered some flint implements in that
neighborhood, in beds formed before the
close of the gtacial period. One was pick
ed ont of the beds in a pit at Gnlford
Suffolk, and two others were dog ont of
like beds in a pit at Botany Bay, on the
Norfold side of Brandon. It was not till
Mr. Skertehly himself found another im
plement at Gnlford, and saw the bonlder-
olay above the bed from which be extract
ed it that the importance of the discovery
dawned npon him. Alongside the Gnl-
ford implement he found a deposit of
broken and soraped mammalian bones
and some fresh-water shells. These
bones were all in a circumseribed area.
A jawbone containing teeth bad been
forwarded to London to be examined.
Underneath the bones the clay was found
to be bnrned. Mr.Sksrtchley’s explana
tion is that we have here preserved the
one solitary instanoe in the whole world
of a camping-ground of paleolithic men;
and this oamping-ground occurred below
the boulder-olay which belonged to the
earliest part of the glacial period. These
remains were thus far older than anything
previously disoovered. Tracing the boul
der-clay and the beds beneath across the
country he saw that the implements found
at Botany Bay were of the same age.
The men who lived before the boulder-
olay appeared to him to be more inti
mately conneoted in time with the men of
the paleolithio gravels lying npon the
boulder-olay than were the latter with-
the men of the neolithloage, who scooped
ont those anoient flint mines near Bran
don, called “ Grimes Graves.”
Hon. Matt.H.Carfxnyxb has followed
Coakling’s example, and withdrawn from
the Hayes campaign, by cancelling all
his engagements to -apeak. It really
does look as if most of the larger Repub
lican rats were leaving the sinking ship.
Carpenter’s abandonment of the stamp
strengthens the already strong proba
bility that Wisconsin will go Democratic.
Thx Worcester Press, Dem., prints the
Constitution of the United States as a
campaign document.
THE TWO SPORTING JOHNS.
Morrissey and Chamberlain—Their
Lairs and Their Selves.
New York Illustrated Weekly.]
The two boss gamblers of the country
undoubtedly are John Morrissey and
John Chamberlain. Tho ono is summer
ing at his gambling house at Saratoga,
and the other at his “Club” at Long
Branch. These men have surprising in
fluence and enjoy a certain kind of popu-
larita among their social superiors which
can bo only accounted for by the inti
macy of their business relations across
the board of green cloth. Morrissey,
State Senator, reformed Democrat
and ex-pugilist, seems to be ac
quainted with everybody at Sara
toga, except tho ladies, and he
cares as little for them as they care for
him. He never says anything very bril
liant, hut men of five times his ability
look up to him as an oracle. Gambler
though he is he is said to be fair in all
business dealings, agd his word is con
sidered as good a3 his bond. Ho allows
no swindling on his race-course; and his
gambling-houso or “club-house,” as
some of the newspapers gingerly term it,
is the resort notonly of fast men and men
about town, but of leaders iu both of the
political parties. Morrissey and Cham
berlain, onco partners, have been for
years not only rivals, but personal ene
mies, and openly profess the most un
bounded coatempt for each other.
MORRISSEY IS A DOMESTIC MAN,
strongly attached to his wife and family.
He cares little for theatres and less for
display. His New York office is ia the
open air outside the Hoffman House,
where he holds a levee every fine after
noon when he is in town. In person ho
is far from handsome although he is six
feet high and largo in proportion. His
forehead is low, his short black
hair and heard aro thick and brist
ly, and his nose is battered down
in the middle almost to a level with
the rest of his face, ono of the re
sults of one of his great pugilistic con
tests. His voice is a hoarse, unmusical
whisper, which, however, has much power
when its owner is moved to excitement,
as he not unfrequently is the night before
any important horse race, when he i3
generally to bo seen directing tho busi
ness of his betting-room in'Broadway.
His rival, John Chamberlain, is a combi
nation of contradictions: shrewd and
careless, rough and polished, wise and
foolish, good and bad. He looks fat and
unwieldy; he is supple, active and strong.
His face is dull in repose, bnt under ex
citement has tho keen look of tho
Yankee and the passion of an angry
Italian.
CHAMBERLAIN NEVER D0E3 ANYTHING,
yet he is never idle. He pays little at
tention to what is passing aronnd him,
yet notes everything, and forgets noth
ing. Above all things, he can smile.
Schuyler Colfax is not a circumstance to
him. He dresses richly and flashily. He
is most fastidious in eating and drinking.
His cook is tho bpst in tho country, and
his taste in wines is unsurpassed. He is
said to be a good judge of pictures, has
an ear for music, commands a fair stock
of miscellaneous knowledge, tells a good
story, and knows how to listen to ono.
moat of tho professional
gambler’s good and bad quamic». j- [l,
natural with a man who has lived such a
life as he has, ho has no baliet in religion
or in human nature. It is his business
to bo liberal, and ho is so. to the extent
of furnishing refreshments to the victims
who may find their way into his gambling
den. He is generous and faithful to his
friends, and'open in his dislikes. His
physique, originally magnificent, is well
preserved, notwithstanding his irregular
haVifn nwi] n See n«nVin]\lw (f /vaai) ** Jaw
Tlie Sentry. •
They’re gone—tho watchQres they havo set
Glow round the mountain passes yet;
Out through the darkness ot the night
They Hash a silent, flickering light.
Thoy shine on victory’s distant track.
Whence none alas 1 tor me comes back;
They let me bleed to death to-night.
True sentry, on the field ot fight.
Hushed is the tumult of the fray.
The powder-smoke is blown away;
Faint, broken shouts fall on my ear,
My comrades all are lar from here.
Yet, though my comrades all are far.
There gleams lull many a golden star.
And angel bands light up on high
The eternal watchQres ot the aky.
On comrades brave, to victory!
Farewell ye banners, high and free 1
I can no longer bo with you ;
Another camp is near in view!
While banners, in tho moonlight spread.
Float through the heavens above my head.
Slow sinking now, I see them wave
And flutter o’er a soldier's grave.
Oh. loved one, ’tis the thought of thee
Alone weighs down this heart in mo;
Yet weep not, love 1 be this thy pride—
That bravely at my post I died.
Tho Lord of Hosts, unseen, on high
Leads out the armies of the sky;
Scon shall he call my name out clear.
And L true sentry, answer—"Here!”
“SHAKE, PARTNER.”
How They Toole a vote on a Kansas
Pacino Railroad Train.
From the Kansas City Times.]
A lively, frisky granger came on board
the Kansas Pacific train at Abilene tho
other morning. He had a red face, one
side of which was disfigured by a huge
quid of tobacco, from which he squirted
a generous stream as he shouted, “Horsy
for Hase’n Wheeler 1”
Now, there happened to he in that car
a party ot rather prominent railroad
officials from St, Lonis, two of whom
were not Hase’n Wheeler men. One ot
these was a small, meek, peaceful man,
but withal a strong partisan of Mr.
Tilden.
The Kansas red-leg looked ferociously
over the car after shouting a second time,
“Huray forHase-n Wheeler,” and then
coolly announced his intention to throw
ont of that car any man who wenld say
he was not going to vote for Hase-n
Wheeler.
Ho tackled two or three intimidated
passengers near tho door, and they all
announced their intention to vote for
Hase-n Wheeler. Then he came and,
after giving his revolver a hitch higher,
dropped himself down in a seat alongside
the prominent St. Louis railroad official.
Then putting his red nose and tobaCoo-
A Pathetic Tale or Second Avenue.
It was late. The leaden scepter of the . _ „
sable goddess was stretched above the I stained face around in front of the Tilden
slumbering world, and yet they stood at man’s face, ho said:
the old front gate, and ho wound a pro- "Say, you unsngnercaut littlo devil,
tecting arm around her lithe form to you, who aro you goin* tew vote for?”
shield her from the falling dews. Her “ForT; no, for Hayosand Wheeler,
exquisite head drooped upon his shoul- | Then the red-leg got up with a sign of
der, and the love light shone in ber las- | disappointment, while the little man’s
tious eyes. It was now or never. He
wonld know his fate, be it bliss or misery.
He pointed to a star, not one of tho ter
rible shooting stars that crowd the cem
eteries of Brooklyn with their unbnried
slain, oh no, not one of those destroying
friends laughed in high glee. They wero
just making up a littlo account for the
littlo intimidated Tilden man to pay when
he got to St. Louis, when the force turned
into a serio-comic tragedy.
Tho officious rowdy had reached near
angels, bnt one of those fixed, glittering jthe rear end of the car, and had exacted
orbs that know their places and stay in j a pledge from all to vote for his favorite
them; and spoke: “Darling, by yon 1 candidate or be thrown off the train,
bright orb I swear—” " Oh, don’t say when he struck his hand npon a sleeping
that," she murmured, and her voice was I passenger who had got on the train at
liko the sonnd of flute3 upon tho water, I Ellsworth. He va3 a rough, green*
“Leander Smith said that, and he ran j.looking Texas “cow boy.” Ho was slow
away and married his uncle’s kitchen ] to wake. When ho did wake, however,
girl the very next week.” "Dear one,” [ho commenced to elongate. First, the
he resumed, “ by the blue arching dome
that bends above, I—” "Oh, no,”
she eighed, rubbing a prescription |
of Laird’s bloom of youth upon J
hi3cassimcre shoulder, “don’t eay that,
please; Orestes Johnson said that, and ,
upper doubled-up section roso up from
between the seat; then the body straight
ened out, showing up a navy and an “Ar
kansas toothpick*” After wiping away
a little of the long hair from hi3 face and
settling his broad, ragged “sombrero”
just think, pa found ont before the affair I upon his head, he fixed a pair of spark-
went very far that he had two wives in j ling blue eyes upon the Kansan and said:
Indiana.” “ My own,” he once more I “ What’s this yeah you’s a-given me
tried, “ by every whispering breeze that j pard ?”
touches with its balmy kiss tho sleeping j “Who are yew goin’ to voto for, Hayes
flowers, I—” “0. please, please, don’t or Tilden?” Speak quick, for I am a
say that,” she said, in pleading toneB, I takin’ a voto in this keer.”
“ Mr. Trevolyan La Ronko said that, and, j In a minute that toothpick was flashing
do yon know, it turned ont that he wa3 a j in the morning sun-light, and the Tex-
waiter in a Water street restaurant, and j an’s left hand clasped the startled red
ho came up one evening dreadfully intox-1 leg’s shoulder as he said:
icated, when we had company, and burst “ Wall, I votes for Tilden, I does, and
into the parlor and shouted to pa to set so does all the folks whar I oome3 from,
out ‘large plate becfancabbage welldon- and I don’t ’low Kansas Radicals to
annogravy potatoesmashed ono plate | question my politics,I don’t; and ef you
habits, and he is probably
twenty years longer.
‘good” for
FORTY YEARS BETWEEN DRINKS.
Disastrous Results of Prolonged Ab
stinence on tbe Part or au Iowa
Preacher.
Keokuk (Iowa) Constitution.]
A Keokuk tourist, who was waiting at
St, Joseph for the train for Quincy tho
other day, while pacing the platform, was
accosted by an old gentleman, and tho
two entered into a conversation. In the
course of the pow-wow our Keokuk man
ascertained that tho stranger wa3 a min
ister of the gospel, and, like himself, was
bound for Quincy. They sat in the same
seat in the car, and after they had trav
eled some distance the Keokuk tourist
pulled a flask from his pocket, held it to
the light, pulled the cork, and, turning
to his companion, remarked:
“I never drink when I am at home, but
when I am on the road, constantly drink
ing all kinds of water, I take a little for
the stomach’s sake,” and taking a mod
erate drink, he politely offered the flask
to the minister.
“My friend,” Baid the preacher, "I am
minister of the gospel, and have been
for forty years. In that time a drop of
liqnor has not touched my lips, bnt, asyou
seem to be a gentleman, and considering
the circumstances, I will take a drop or
two,” and placing the flask to his month
he swallowed abont half of the contents.
They had proceeded bnt a few mileB and
the reverend gentleman was warming up.
“My brother, I’m a preacher, and
havn’t drank a drop of liquor for forty
years, but I havo a pain, and if you will
let me have a drink from your flask I
think it will do me good.”
The flask was passed, and about half
of the remaining contents was tften.
The divine began to feel good. He was
talkatiye and exhilarated. As the train
palled up at the station he reached over
and taking the flask from the seat, ho re
marked:
“Youshee,’m preacher of tho gospel;
havn’t drink any forty years for a long
period of whisky,” and the balance of
the contents of tho flask disappeared
down his throat.
“Making up for lost time, eh?” said
the Keokukian.
“Loshttime can never bo regained,
’m a goshpele of the zniniahtry, but the
watersh bad. Got any more—hic-lieker/'
liveranonions, cornbecfash coffeetwo and
blackberry both !’ Oh, don’t say that;
it sounds dreadful to me.” “ Day star of
me life,” he tried, " bright gem of— ,r
** Oh, no, no, no,” she sighed wea.
rily, “not that, Mr. Van Tresalewick
baia «U| •nd the next week-we saw him
at tho circus in a suit ot red ana mum
stuff, sitting in the middle of a sawdust
ring, tying his leg3 in a bowknot around
his neck and crawling through a hoop not
half big enough for him. Oh, anything
but that!” "Wall, then,” he said, in
despair, “It’ll bo nothing, for I’ll be dad-
dinged if I’ve had timo to learn any more.
I ain’t a walkin’ lover’s dictionary.’’
“Sir-r-r!” said she, assuming an erect
posture. “Madam.” ho said, stiffly,
“adieu.” She went into tho house with
a faco liko the shield that was white on
one side and brown on the other, and ho
strode down the sidewalk with
have anything to say agin Tilden an’
what’s his name, jest you spit it outright
hyar. I am on it, I am.”
Tho Kansas bully extended his hand
amicably, saying, while a ghastly smile
pervaded his catfish countenance:
Shake, partner shake; I aUera did
ciplea “ ,in stan< * 3 *° hls P 1 ^'
Then everybody in thjj car laughed
loudly.
AN AFRICAN KING’S RECEPTION.
A Missourian at a Savage Court In
central Africa.
Col. C. C. Long, of the Egyptian army
now visiting with his family friends in
St. Lonis, gives the following account of
his reception atthe conrt of King M’tesa,
to which he had penetrated with two at-
shoulder looking like a whitewashed tendants only.
advertisement, and a long curl of raven
hue hanging to the collar of his coat.
They never met again.
GAVE HEAVY ODDS.
My reception by this strange and mys
terious king was unique. Covering the
hill-tops that characterize the mountain
ous districts of the lake regions were thou
sands of the people of Uganda, assembled
to welcome “ the Great White Prince,” as
they called me. King M’tesa, surrounded
by hi3 courtiers and harem, as I arrived,
sent a messenger to ask me to appear be
fore him and show himthe strange animal
upon which I was mounted. I was riding
the first horse that had ever been seen in
Uganda. At a quickened pace advanc-
A New Way to Pay Old Debts—Tbe
Man who wanted to Bet.
After a strange man had finished eat
ing a hearty meal at one of the stands in
the City Hall Market yesterday, he re
marked to the woman:
■ “As I wa3 sitting down to this meal I _
said to myself that I’d bet $1 against the | iffg toward the King and courtiers they
dinner that the Greenback candidates | fled precipitately beforo mo, while I,
would not carry a single State. If they 1 turning my horse, regained the hill from
do. you have won the dollar, and shall I which I had descended, and, throwing
have it." - | my foot from the, stirrup, iu the act of
“I want thirty-five cents of you,” she dismounting, I was surprised to eee the
replied, pulling off her comforter. peoplo scatter in every direction in dis-
“Or I’ll bet you Jive dollars again3ttho |,may. I learned from the interpreter
meal that the Democrats carry New
York State,” he continued.
that they had supposed, up to that mo
ment, that I and the horso were one ani-
"I want my pay, or there’ll bo trouble I mal—that I was a kind of a centaur. I
right here!” she exclaimed, slipping off was presented tho next day to the King
her bonnet. —a tall, graceful man, dressed in a
“Or I’ll bet the same sum, on the flowing Arabic robe, bound at tho
same terms, that the Rapublicans will | waist by a girdle to which
carry it,” ho remarked, as he wiped off
his sandy goatee.
“I never bet; and I want my pay,”
she called ont, being now all ready for
action*
“Great Heavens! hut look at tho odd3
I offer you?” he gasped. “I not only
scimetar ’ was suspended, and with
sandalled feet, who eyed my horse with
affrighted glance and retreated towards
his throne. Prostrate bodies covered
the entrance and floor of the hut. It was
here that the King held audience with
his different Sheiks and chiefs, and the
let yon bet on either side, but I offer you heads of the different branches ot his
the most fearful odds that have ever been Government. The ceremony ended in a
given since the advent of the Christian slight inclination of the head of the King
era 1 ” to his messengers, who, unrolling from
I can’t help the odds,” as she got their heads neatly-bound cords, threw
hold of his coat tails, “you don’t leave I them around the necks of the assembled
here till I get my money.” throng at tho door, and dragged them,
“Or, I’ll bet you $35 against this 35 | holloaing and straggling, away to an ex-
cent debt,” he went on, “that neither
Hayes nor Tilden will be elected. One
of them must be, bnt I offer to bet they
won’t be simply to permit you to coin $35
out of my hard earnings. Great Jigs!
Such another offer was never made since
Oliver Cromwell kept a fighting dog!”
"Thirty-fivo cents!” sho shrieked,
palling him around.
‘•Last, but not least. I’ll bet you forty
ecutioner, who, as the fancy strnok him,
had them poinarded or choked to death,
or had their brains dashed out. This ia
a sacrifice which is made to all African
kings.
Tho New Y*rk Staats Zeltnng to the
Germans Abroad.
Tho New York Staats Zeitung in a late
to one ’that *1 haven’t had thirty five I number sends out a cheerful greeting to
and^aH^be caressed another flask, ho re- cen t3 about mo for » month. Come, now, j its German political friends everywhere.
‘ I offer you every chance to win.” Ba y 8 .
Never drnnk'er-drop hic-erdrop. Water 1 desionhi^ and*draftinw'a third,’ when he Cftn 8ivo our .^*! e “v 3
bad. Makes me-hio sick, and take a little a bJ,it an d left a coat-tail in her Positive Msuranoe that they “ay rely
... H3S5
way out of the depot a hand was laid on | f ree P f ess . 1 "»«“«• «*" «*«»*“*■ But there can
his arm, and turning he saw bis minis-: »-*-«
terial companion, who remarked: ! NEW YORK POLITICS.
“Two ‘score years havo I been a minis-, —
ter ot the gospel. I’m in a strange land, Frcsli and Interesting Gossip from
and I feel the need of something to bus- i the Empire state,
tain me. I haven’t drank a drop for 40 , George Alfred Townsend says, in _hi
years, bnt if you have any whisky handy * New York special to the Cincinnati Pn-
I believe I conld take a drop ” ■ guirer of yesterday:
The Keokuk man mizzlsd, and the ! The Republican canvass of Connecti-
last he saw of his acquaintance ho was . cut shows a minority of 1,600 votes on
leaning over the corner of a Qaincy bar j the most sanguine estimate. The Times’
explaining to the bar-keeper how for i correspondence gives up the State. New
40 years he had preached the gospel and . Jersey is not counted by the Republicans
never, etc. The trouble with him was : at headquarters on their list of States for
it was too long between drinks.
A Chicago surgeon called in the night
to perform au operation, put the neces
sary instruments in a bag anfl started. A
policeman stopped him, examined the
contents of the hag, refused to believe
that they were not burglar’s tools, and
arrested the surgeon.
Hayes. They are not quite so panicky as
on Friday last.
To-day’s Herald ridicules Green, and
takes Tilden’s election a3 a foregone con
clusion. The New York Times’ corres
pondence concedes the election of Til-
den, and Hampton by South Carolina,
with a majority of 10,000, and fo«r Dam-
ocratio Congressmen.
improve the advantage. Bat there can
be no further doubt about the favorable
situation. The feeling is excellent, if it
does not manifest itself in noisy demon
strations. We left the spectacular fea
tures of the campaign to the October
States. Here we do the thing in tho
quietest possible way, but the effect is
only so much the stronger.
Among the best informed Republicans
here there are few who do not conoede
the triumph of Tilden. Our frienda
abroad should giro no heed to the brag
ging of the Republican organs here, and
least of all Should they listen to tho
prophecies of Mr. Scburz. Tho sort of
a prophet he is was best proved in tho
year 1872, when he, even in October, was
filled with tbe most beautiful visions of
victory, and gave them utterance. He ia
a man ot delusions; to his credit, wo
think, self-delusions. New York u good
for Tilden and reform, and as New Yosk
goes so goes the Union.